[Action/Locked to Penelo]

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[After her standard morning training, Mjrn passes through Lindblum's gate and strides toward the docks. The chatter of the people around her is more distracting than usual, with talk about the airship races and the upcoming ball, but she remains focused. Her pace remains steady and she reaches the docks without deviation, Chit in tow.

Upon entering the airship that has become home for the time being, the young Viera provokes a confused noise from her cockatrice friend as she doesn't head for her room immediately. Instead, she pauses by the room Penelo had chosen. Given the hour, she's reasonably certain Penelo ought to be awake...but knocks quietly, just in case.]

A Change of Faith [video]

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[With the backdrop being the inside of the eerie depths of the mystical Iifa Tree, only Seymour’s silhouette could be made out within the darkness.]

This…this is a sacred place, a realm where the dead can be reborn anew.

[Scuffling away from the sky phone’s view briefly, Seymour turns it’s camera over towards a suspicious glowing pool of water that sits several feet below the ledge he’s standing upon.]

The strange glow that sits beneath the tier I stand upon is what holds power to restore life. I know this because I sense the essence that glows from it. That tranquil spring is teeming with life. Perhaps the souls of those who’ve died lurk within this pool.

[Turning off the video, only the audio of his message remains activated.]

How? I do not know but, I am one of the few to be blessed by this miracle of life.

Cut down by the vengeful blade of a man I wronged, I was granted another chance by what seems to be the power emanating from these murky depths. Revived along with only a handful of others, I can only question as to why this miracle was bestowed upon me.

[Pause.]

…Perhaps there truly is a higher power at work here, one that not in the form of Yevon, but rather another. Mindless destruction is what brought ruins to Spira, but here on Gaia, something wondrous truly exist here. Whether this entity is a ‘god’ remains unknown, but the power lurking here surpasses that of Sin.

[The next following words are whispered tone barely audible by sky phone.]

Perhaps it is time to put away Yevon’s beliefs…

[Action (backdated)]

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[Rydia peered around Luca as she stayed close to Yuna's side. She hadn't been able to explore the city in detail the last time she saw it; there had been too much happening, at the time. But now...now was different. The warm weather and the welcoming atmosphere was just what she needed to take her mind off the Mist and revived souls and their place in the grand scheme of things. So, she turned to her friend with a sunny smile.]

Ready for some dress shopping? Let's see if we can find something that will suit us both.

[video]

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[Balthier is on Galbadia Garden, wearing what is clearly not a shirt he would wear. Irvine's style completely. Sleeves rolled up, collar popped and a little tight over his chest thanks to being just that bit bigger than the cowboy, he has a different style about him. More practical than fanciful, though he's still big on accessories.

Looking over his sky phone with curiosity, a slight sigh escapes him.]

Though I am quite uncertain as to how, I have found myself upon this 'Gaia'. I was informed by a young woman named Selphie that I would find Fran here.

... [There is a fraction of a hesitant pause.] Fran? Are you present here? Upon Gaia?

[He clears his throat for a moment.]

If, by chance, anyone should know of Ramza Beoulve, Agrias Oaks... Mustadio Bunansa, or perhaps any of our other companions, I would like to kindly be pointed to their whereabouts. Perhaps even Delita Heiral, though that might be a shot in the dark, of sorts.

[Perhaps then, he can maybe get back to his own time, and take Fran and the Strahl with him. Balthier sighs again, glancing around.]

Should anyone have any information I may be in need of, I'd be rather grateful to be informed.

[He cuts the feed abruptly.]